LordLuck
The Wicked Historian
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It had been a busy day for Thomas. As soon as the sun raised, he and all the other stable boys had been up and ready, climbing the steep hill from their humble village upwards to the keep. One tall, severe castle oversaw all the lay of the land around it, perched upon the rocky hill as a bird of prey standing vigilant above it's nest.
As usual, Lord Guillaume had been too busy to acknowledge the crowd of peasants who entered the walls under the vigilance of armed guards, about to get to their daily chores with heads bowed in reverence. Word had spread fast this time, as it seemed that their liege had once more claimed a new lover. A girl way younger than himself, whose wide hips would surely earn him another bastard in the next year.
The kitchen's staff loved to spread about the rumours of Lord Guillaume's infidelity. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man, whose imposing manner and easy smile earned the heart of his servants quickly, and spread out their legs even faster. One lucky bastard, Thomas liked to think.
Married to a gorgeous woman, however, the poor Thomas could only guess why Guillaume would deny his Lady's caresses and embrace. Lady Daphne had always been faithfully grudging about how her husband cheated on her, the maids whispered when not on their fours for Guillaume. A predator that one was.
And it was in one such day, while Thomas had been working over the stables, that his life changed forever...
Normandy, 1328
It had been a busy day for Thomas. As soon as the sun raised, he and all the other stable boys had been up and ready, climbing the steep hill from their humble village upwards to the keep. One tall, severe castle oversaw all the lay of the land around it, perched upon the rocky hill as a bird of prey standing vigilant above it's nest.
As usual, Lord Guillaume had been too busy to acknowledge the crowd of peasants who entered the walls under the vigilance of armed guards, about to get to their daily chores with heads bowed in reverence. Word had spread fast this time, as it seemed that their liege had once more claimed a new lover. A girl way younger than himself, whose wide hips would surely earn him another bastard in the next year.
The kitchen's staff loved to spread about the rumours of Lord Guillaume's infidelity. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man, whose imposing manner and easy smile earned the heart of his servants quickly, and spread out their legs even faster. One lucky bastard, Thomas liked to think.
Married to a gorgeous woman, however, the poor Thomas could only guess why Guillaume would deny his Lady's caresses and embrace. Lady Daphne had always been faithfully grudging about how her husband cheated on her, the maids whispered when not on their fours for Guillaume. A predator that one was.
And it was in one such day, while Thomas had been working over the stables, that his life changed forever...
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